How did I miss it? Whose dead soul did I think I was hauling around that island?
Why did I not step out of my own present moment, just for a moment, to investigate?
How is it possible that our vaunted, supersensible, oh-so-joined-at-the-soul, meaning-of-life, beloved-of-God, divine-gift connection failed at so critical a juncture?
Was Barbara hiding? Were we already lost?
Had the whole connection thing been a one-sided fantasy all along?
First thoughts, easy questions. Easy to wallow in, easy to get lost in. Begetting easy answers, all adding up to poor me.
How very unoriginal. I think it's time for new questions.
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